Artifacts

Statistical artifacts are my favorite kind of facts,

Luring you in, making you look front and back,

Mathematical mirages of causality,

Real but misleading clues to actuality.

Visualizing

Imagination’s great for writing plays

But when it comes to grief, it just delays

Acceptance, since they seem to reappear

In flashes. Sharply. All too briefly here.

Jan 1

It’s an arbitrary date 

That we use to mark the year 

But we’ve got to mark it somewhere 

So it might as well be here. 

The Roman god named Janus 

Had two faces, one looked back, 

The other, it stared forward, 

At the up-and-coming track.